After the short-shirted young man took back the paperwork, he said goodbye to Li Yanhe, and when he returned to the post station on the edge of the city, he saw that the caravan steward ran over to him quickly, and returned to the caravan after getting the paperwork, and he didn't give him a good look, obviously attributing all the accidents on the post station to Lin Manliu.

When the short-shirted boy landed, he heard the caravan discuss that after the loading was completed, he should rush out of the city before the city gate was closed, so as to avoid saving too much trouble. dispelled Lin Manliu's idea of wandering around the city, and originally wanted to see if there was a pastry shop in the city outside, and to see some novelties to go back and talk to his mother to see if he could do some, maybe the shop business would be better.

After noon, the goods that need to be purchased are loaded, and then they go out of the city to prepare to pass the sword gate and leave Shu.

After the caravan where the short-shirted young man was out of the city for a period of time, more than a dozen cavalry from Rongcheng also went out of the city, and the direction of the caravan was the same as that of the caravan, all of which were heading for Jianmen Pass. During the two-day journey, Lin Manliu clearly felt the change in the steward's attitude towards him.

And some caravan men who echoed the steward also began to have some repulsive thoughts towards this young man more or less, and they would talk and laugh at themselves on the way to praise their ability, but now they have become like this, and the young man in the short shirt thought to himself that they would leave themselves behind when they came out of the sword gate.

Lin Manliu silently followed the convoy in the rear, and some gossip came from the carriage in front of him from time to time.

"What are you doing with him, it's a ride, I didn't see Rongcheng because he was almost killed by that official, and there is still almost a month to go, and he hasn't been out of the customs yet..."

"Let's talk less... How can you blame a child for the matter, without him, the official will definitely find other reasons to make money from us."

"How many people are the sons of Brother Lin, you who usually work together can't take care of people's children, just forget it, don't be ashamed to sprinkle anger on people."

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The voice on the side of the caravan carriage was not deliberately suppressed, obviously not afraid of what resentment the short-shirted young man would have when he heard it, Lin Manliu didn't have any thoughts about it, he should learn to bow his head under the fence, others are bullying him, and he knows that it is better to leave himself alone in this outside world than to follow them.

The high mountains on both sides of the front stand only to leave a mountain road in the middle to go straight up, the high mountains on both sides confront each other like a half-open gate, the middle mountain road is steep and difficult to walk, it is worthy of a husband to be a pass, the sword gate pass that is not opened. As the caravan reached the foot of the mountain, the sounds of the birds and birds gradually disappeared, as if the sounds around them had disappeared, and there was a terrifying silence.

Suddenly, there was a whoosh, and an arrow shot straight at the edge of the carriage in front of him, and someone shouted: "Horse thief! There are horse thieves! ”。 The caravan man quickly grabbed the long stick or simple knife next to the cargo and prepared to meet the enemy, obviously not the first time to deal with the situation of an attack in the field.

However, the horse thieves in the forest did not seem to be in a hurry, but shot at the caravan one after another, and all of them were aimed at the caravan, only a few arrows were shot at the caravan men and also on the feet or sides, and they were not shot.

Suddenly, there were a series of mocking smiles in the forest, probably laughing again, and the caravan was defended like frightened birds, but they could not meet the horse thieves head-on, and could only be toyed with by the horse thieves like headless flies.

Under such pressure, although there were no casualties, the caravan men obviously couldn't hold on to such a fright, and the leading man's orderly procession began to become noisy, some began to hide behind the carriage on their own, and some began to run towards the road from which they came, and the caravan gradually collapsed like a jade plate that fell to the ground and shattered.

The man who was running towards the rear, before he had run out of the caravan for more than ten steps, suddenly three or four arrows shot at him unfast, and the man's blood gradually flowed from his body to the ground, and the laughter from the forest became louder and louder, and bursts of laughter were accompanied by some mocking words. The last direction that the escaped man looked in when he fell to the ground happened to be next to the car where Lin Manliu was hiding, and he looked at the short-shirted boy with unwilling eyes.

Lin Manliu looked at him with a very indifferent look, this person was on the road ahead and said that he had caused the caravan to be targeted by the officials, and now he was shot by a horse thief because he ran away, is it really ridiculous. The boy in the short shirt clenched the hilt of his sword behind the wheel, silently waiting for the moment when the horse thief came out of the woods to encircle and suppress.

The master once said to himself when he was practicing swords: "When you travel far away, you will always encounter something unexpected by yourself, everything needs to be calm, if you are afraid and can't calm down, you will reverse your identity with the other party, and compare yourself to the other party."

The horse thieves want to kill me, and I am the horse thieves myself, and they are the prey waiting to be killed. The sound of arrows in the forest gradually subsided with the laughter, and it seemed that the horse thief's interest was no longer ready to end, and a burly man wearing an old battle armor and a black scarf walked out of the forest, in a clear order.

Everyone revolves around the only man with a helmet and a beard, who should be some remnants of the rebel army who have become kings and horse thieves in the mountains and forests. As if arranged in advance, the six of them surrounded the caravan in two groups, and the man at the head directly found the caravan steward, and was about to discuss something when suddenly a strong wind passed by.

At the back of the convoy, a black-scarfed old armored horse thief fell to the ground, with a long spear with a silver body stuck in his back, and the mottled marks on the body of the gun were staggered and horizontal like dragon scales, and a familiar voice came from him: "I don't know which country's remnants are still dreaming of recovering the country and embarrassing the people here?" Let me ask if the dust in my hands can accommodate you thieves who are trying to get involved in the prosperity of the world? ”。

It was Li Yanhe, the general of Rongcheng, who rushed to the caravan on his first horse, and casually pulled out the silver spear he had just thrown next to the corpse. Then more than a dozen cavalry cavalry marched behind Li Yanhe, and they rode their horses in the forest as if they were in a no-man's land, and the complex dense forests, trees, broken branches, and streams everywhere could not stop their galloping horses.

The horse thieves obviously did not expect to meet the officers and soldiers here, and the two sides immediately confronted each other, on one side was Li Yanhe, with a horse carrying a gun pointed directly at the helmed man, and several horsemen were ready to rush into battle at any time, and on the other side, the helmet man stood with a knife, and the old armor and black scarves behind him were all drawn bows and ready to fight, and the caravan personnel were all hiding next to the car.

Don't dare to get involved in this kind of soldier fighting, just like the caravan steward was still discussing peace talks with the leader of the horse thieves, and now he has shrunk behind the carriage and dare not come out.

"Charge with me!" waited for Li Yanhe to shout four words in a deep voice.

More than ten cavalry Rongcheng cavalry immediately charged forward, and the arrows along the way were blocked by the spear, and when they were close to the side, Li Yanhe shot straight at the leader of the horse thieves, and the leader of the horse thieves could be blocked with a horizontal knife. Li Yanhe popped out of the horse with this swing, and actually jumped up directly, ready to shoot the leader of the horse thieves.

Li Yanhe's mount is good if it is human, although the master has left his back, he still slammed forward, Li Yanhe took advantage of the horse thief leader to avoid the impact when a shot fell directly to his helmet, and the violent tremor sound in the ears of the horse thief leader retracted, he held his head in his left hand, and waved the knife forward in his right hand to try to chop Li Yanhe, but he was dodged by a few random turns.

Lin Manliu looked at this scene and was fascinated, thinking that this trick could also be learned to be indecisive, knocking on people's heads to make them feel like they were drunk, and attacking them at will. When the mind and body were still studying a move, they saw a black scarf behind Li Yanhe, and the man pulled his bow like a full moon, ready to shoot at Li Yanhe.

The short-shirted young man then ripped off the black cloth strip behind his back, held the hilt of his sword and stabbed the man in the abdomen, so that when his bow and arrow were tilted off the string, he did not shoot Li Yanhe, but only slid past him.

What a surprise! Almost let the man in the black scarf succeed.